I was stripped of the clothing I had on and forced into something smaller and completely revealing. I was trying to push them away. There was so many hands primping and prepping me. Making me feel bare. Tears were rushing down my face and I tried to fight against them. I didn't want to do this. Surely there was another way I could contribute to society. This is a cry against free will. Soon the hands disappeared and I was pushed into a room. The room was large and spacious. It was furnished with only a bed and a table. The bed was stacked with luscious sheets and blankets, on top of which rose petals were scattered. The table held chocolates and other temptations that would help with the future events..move along quickly. I grimaced. I sat down on the bed and waited. Surely five minutes later, the door was open and a man was pushed into the room. He was only wearing boxers. He fell onto his knees and huffed, clearly out of breath. It showed that he had struggled against them and lost. He finally looked up and his blue eyes connected with mine. He got up quickly and faced me. "Um, hi."